The man who had just now appeared calm and composed in front of Bian Yue raised his eyes, imposing a palpable sense of pressure.
He tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, his tone devoid of any warmth, "Do you know what I'm talking about? Li Sihe is not dead yet, and I know that you are working for him and following his orders."
For a moment, Bai Xu felt a chill as if he was ensnared by a venomous snake.
But he was accustomed to rough seas, quickly regaining his composure and smiled, "Mr. Shen, I know you and Mr. Li do not have a good relationship, but the man is already dead, your unfounded speculations are quite unbecoming."
"You know whether it's unfounded speculation or not," Shen Jinci's voice grew even more muted, "I know Li Sihe meant a lot to you, indebted as heavily as a mountain, and you want to work for him; I won't interfere, but, don't let me find out that you are scheming against Bian Yue."
